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@rurounidrift.bsky.social
. . . ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴀꜱᴛ.
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𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘋𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘌,
𝘞𝘌 𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘓𝘠,
𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋.
𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘋𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘌,
𝘞𝘌 𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘓𝘠,
𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋.
August 7, 2025 at 1:28 AM
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𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘋𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘌,
𝘞𝘌 𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘓𝘠,
𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋.
𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘋𝘐𝘝𝘐𝘕𝘌,
𝘞𝘌 𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘓𝘌 𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚𝘓𝘠,
𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋.
August 2, 2025 at 7:31 PM
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( Hmm. His aura senses tell him there’s a BITCH on the ship rn. )
( Hmm. His aura senses tell him there’s a BITCH on the ship rn. )
July 27, 2025 at 2:08 AM
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( Hmm. His aura senses tell him there’s a BITCH on the ship rn. )
( Hmm. His aura senses tell him there’s a BITCH on the ship rn. )
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( Drift's grateful for Ratchet's company and him putting his swords up, even if he doesn't say it. Starting to curl up into himself, servo covering his faceplates shifting more over to give him space on the berth. Despite the cold shoulder, he wouldn't turn down the touch. )
( Drift's grateful for Ratchet's company and him putting his swords up, even if he doesn't say it. Starting to curl up into himself, servo covering his faceplates shifting more over to give him space on the berth. Despite the cold shoulder, he wouldn't turn down the touch. )
July 16, 2025 at 6:42 AM
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( Drift's grateful for Ratchet's company and him putting his swords up, even if he doesn't say it. Starting to curl up into himself, servo covering his faceplates shifting more over to give him space on the berth. Despite the cold shoulder, he wouldn't turn down the touch. )
( Drift's grateful for Ratchet's company and him putting his swords up, even if he doesn't say it. Starting to curl up into himself, servo covering his faceplates shifting more over to give him space on the berth. Despite the cold shoulder, he wouldn't turn down the touch. )
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( Sitting up as soon as his binds are unlatched, stuck in-between sticking around Ratchet or just heading off to his habsuite. . . Too late on deciding, seeing as the medic held onto his servo. He’ll ask about Stormfly later. )
I know. I’m sorry. ( Optic contact still actively avoided. )
( Sitting up as soon as his binds are unlatched, stuck in-between sticking around Ratchet or just heading off to his habsuite. . . Too late on deciding, seeing as the medic held onto his servo. He’ll ask about Stormfly later. )
I know. I’m sorry. ( Optic contact still actively avoided. )
July 16, 2025 at 2:56 AM
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( Sitting up as soon as his binds are unlatched, stuck in-between sticking around Ratchet or just heading off to his habsuite. . . Too late on deciding, seeing as the medic held onto his servo. He’ll ask about Stormfly later. )
I know. I’m sorry. ( Optic contact still actively avoided. )
( Sitting up as soon as his binds are unlatched, stuck in-between sticking around Ratchet or just heading off to his habsuite. . . Too late on deciding, seeing as the medic held onto his servo. He’ll ask about Stormfly later. )
I know. I’m sorry. ( Optic contact still actively avoided. )
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( As soon as Sunder hit the ground, one of Drift’s legs shot outwards and delivered a kick to his side, a dent left behind but nowhere near enough to prevent him from getting up. )
How am I supposed to believe that? Coming from—
( As soon as Sunder hit the ground, one of Drift’s legs shot outwards and delivered a kick to his side, a dent left behind but nowhere near enough to prevent him from getting up. )
How am I supposed to believe that? Coming from—
July 15, 2025 at 8:23 AM
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( As soon as Sunder hit the ground, one of Drift’s legs shot outwards and delivered a kick to his side, a dent left behind but nowhere near enough to prevent him from getting up. )
How am I supposed to believe that? Coming from—
( As soon as Sunder hit the ground, one of Drift’s legs shot outwards and delivered a kick to his side, a dent left behind but nowhere near enough to prevent him from getting up. )
How am I supposed to believe that? Coming from—
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( . . . Is he dying? )
( . . . Is he dying? )
July 10, 2025 at 4:28 AM
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( . . . Is he dying? )
( . . . Is he dying? )
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( Taking a moment to make sense of those words. . . Quick to transform into root mode, finials twitching in excitement, fast limping to wherever his Amica is‼️ )
{ YOU DID? HE SAID YES? 📲 }
( It’e clear how happy Drift is, for her and Magnus. )
( Taking a moment to make sense of those words. . . Quick to transform into root mode, finials twitching in excitement, fast limping to wherever his Amica is‼️ )
{ YOU DID? HE SAID YES? 📲 }
( It’e clear how happy Drift is, for her and Magnus. )
July 9, 2025 at 12:47 AM
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( Taking a moment to make sense of those words. . . Quick to transform into root mode, finials twitching in excitement, fast limping to wherever his Amica is‼️ )
{ YOU DID? HE SAID YES? 📲 }
( It’e clear how happy Drift is, for her and Magnus. )
( Taking a moment to make sense of those words. . . Quick to transform into root mode, finials twitching in excitement, fast limping to wherever his Amica is‼️ )
{ YOU DID? HE SAID YES? 📲 }
( It’e clear how happy Drift is, for her and Magnus. )
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( Ratchet. 💭 )
( Ratchet. 💭 )
July 6, 2025 at 9:45 PM
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( Ratchet. 💭 )
( Ratchet. 💭 )
July 4, 2025 at 6:15 PM
June 29, 2025 at 7:18 PM
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( Completely restless, pushing himself up and off the side of the berth, should be taking it easy and not attempting to sneak out but the medbay feels. . . Suffocating, all of the sudden. Slipping into the hallway on wobbly legs, servo pressed against the wall for support. )
( Completely restless, pushing himself up and off the side of the berth, should be taking it easy and not attempting to sneak out but the medbay feels. . . Suffocating, all of the sudden. Slipping into the hallway on wobbly legs, servo pressed against the wall for support. )
June 29, 2025 at 6:18 PM
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( Completely restless, pushing himself up and off the side of the berth, should be taking it easy and not attempting to sneak out but the medbay feels. . . Suffocating, all of the sudden. Slipping into the hallway on wobbly legs, servo pressed against the wall for support. )
( Completely restless, pushing himself up and off the side of the berth, should be taking it easy and not attempting to sneak out but the medbay feels. . . Suffocating, all of the sudden. Slipping into the hallway on wobbly legs, servo pressed against the wall for support. )
June 27, 2025 at 10:06 PM
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( Day mostly spent drifting in and out of sleep. Shifting restlessly around, inching himself towards the edge of the med berth, maybe he can try and stand up— nope, immediately crashing to the floor upon attempting. THUD‼️ )
( Day mostly spent drifting in and out of sleep. Shifting restlessly around, inching himself towards the edge of the med berth, maybe he can try and stand up— nope, immediately crashing to the floor upon attempting. THUD‼️ )
June 22, 2025 at 3:36 AM
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( Day mostly spent drifting in and out of sleep. Shifting restlessly around, inching himself towards the edge of the med berth, maybe he can try and stand up— nope, immediately crashing to the floor upon attempting. THUD‼️ )
( Day mostly spent drifting in and out of sleep. Shifting restlessly around, inching himself towards the edge of the med berth, maybe he can try and stand up— nope, immediately crashing to the floor upon attempting. THUD‼️ )
June 19, 2025 at 2:18 AM
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— swords as soon as he's near the Monoformer. )
You don't know anything about me.
— swords as soon as he's near the Monoformer. )
You don't know anything about me.
June 18, 2025 at 5:37 AM
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— swords as soon as he's near the Monoformer. )
You don't know anything about me.
— swords as soon as he's near the Monoformer. )
You don't know anything about me.
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( Another twitch of his finials, coming to a sudden halt and throwing one glance over his shoulder, optics scanning the area behind him before they focus on in front of him once more.
Doing good, it was what his life was dedicated to, after everything 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 had done. That was what mattered —
( Another twitch of his finials, coming to a sudden halt and throwing one glance over his shoulder, optics scanning the area behind him before they focus on in front of him once more.
Doing good, it was what his life was dedicated to, after everything 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 had done. That was what mattered —
June 18, 2025 at 4:11 AM
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( Another twitch of his finials, coming to a sudden halt and throwing one glance over his shoulder, optics scanning the area behind him before they focus on in front of him once more.
Doing good, it was what his life was dedicated to, after everything 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 had done. That was what mattered —
( Another twitch of his finials, coming to a sudden halt and throwing one glance over his shoulder, optics scanning the area behind him before they focus on in front of him once more.
Doing good, it was what his life was dedicated to, after everything 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 had done. That was what mattered —
8. Merrin
MY WIFE I love her so much another character I quickly latched onto while I’ve been playing Fallen Order. Though she’d also be a good fc for a holoform methinks, for who I don’t know but yeah
MY WIFE I love her so much another character I quickly latched onto while I’ve been playing Fallen Order. Though she’d also be a good fc for a holoform methinks, for who I don’t know but yeah
June 16, 2025 at 9:41 PM
8. Merrin
MY WIFE I love her so much another character I quickly latched onto while I’ve been playing Fallen Order. Though she’d also be a good fc for a holoform methinks, for who I don’t know but yeah
MY WIFE I love her so much another character I quickly latched onto while I’ve been playing Fallen Order. Though she’d also be a good fc for a holoform methinks, for who I don’t know but yeah
June 16, 2025 at 2:53 AM